YOU:

Fine, doors. I guess I'm talking to doors now.

DOUBLE DOORS:

Trust me, this is just as ridiculous on my end.

YOU:

[sigh]...I won't ask why. What did you want to tell me?

DOUBLE DOORS:

Well, you'll certainly find a few things of interest through Marvin there, though he's not particularly talkative. I've even seen a thing like you come in and out of him, though to be frank, nobody around here opens up into anything as important as A MAGNIFICENT FOOD DREAM OF 1,000,000 NUTRITION!!!

YOU:

......What??

DOUBLE DOORS:

Oh...sorry...little hiccup there. I think. Something like that. Yeah.

YOU:

Kay...so...I have to ask...do you know what's outside this "hospital?"

DOUBLE DOORS:

Haha. Weird. Nothing's "outside" anything, champ. Is your liver broken or something?

YOU:

Wait...liver?

DOUBLE DOORS:

Phage said that was your thinking part, isn't it?

YOU:

...Great, of course he did.

So uh, you know anything about the password to that big, rusty metal door down the exam hall?

DOUBLE DOORS:

Oh man, what a jerk. What a complete and utter jerk, that guy. Sorry, you won't get anything out of him. Phage is the only one who knows the code. You can try asking nicely, but he'll just have you transfusionated.

YOU:

What exactly is "transfusionating?"

DOUBLE DOORS:

Haha. Wouldn't you like to know.

YOU:

....What did you say you were the doors to, again?

DOUBLE DOORS:

Huh? I didn't say. What are youuULTIMATE FEAST MATTER SINGS A SECRET MEAL TIME WISHabbling on about?

YOU:

....Huh?.....

DOUBLE DOORS:

What?

YOU:

What was that just now?

DOUBLE DOORS:

ONE MILLION EAT TIMES. INFINITY FLESH TASTES. FOODENENGE FOREVER AND NEVER ENDED!!!

YOU:

.....Door?

DOUBLE DOORS:

FLESH MEAT FOOD MEAL TASTE FLESH PART MADE FROM MOST REAL MATTERS!!!

YOU:

....W...what?

...Door guy?

.....